I wanted her to live fiercely and love fiercely and go after her dreams with purpose and drive and determination. I still want all of that for her.
I’ve raised her to be outspoken about what she wants. To voice her opinions. To believe that she matters and her voice counts.
I’ve raised her to expect to be respected for herself, for her views, for what she brings to the table, and to not tolerate anyone’s lack of respect for any of that.
And it has worked, so far.
She’s spunky and fearless and smart and well-spoken in the extreme. I have no doubt that when the time comes for her to fly the nest, she’ll kick down the door and any door that stands between her and the world she plans to make for herself.
I’m so incredibly proud of her for that.